Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Cyprus and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971 at the first Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Tomorrow to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Ultramagnetic MC's. All the underground hits.
All Rites of Spring tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every One Last Wish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
Bad Manners,
The Cramps,
the Bar-Kays,
a-ha,
The Associates,
Peter & Gordon,
The Blackbyrds,
Jeff Mills,
Soft Cell,
Scott Walker,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jeff Lynne,
Ronan,
Sight & Sound,
UT,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Remains,
The Wake,
Kevin Saunderson,
Robert Görl,
Average White Band,
Hardrive,
Maurizio,
Youth Brigade,
Jerry's Kids,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Danielle Patucci,
Minor Threat,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Oneida,
Kas Product,
Barry Ungar,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Cameo,
H. Thieme,
Amon Düül,
The Sonics,
The Neon Judgement,
Mission of Burma,
Todd Terry,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Flash Fearless,
The Standells,
F. McDonald,
R.M.O.,
Yusef Lateef,
Gang Green,
Curtis Mayfield,
Letta Mbulu,
Q65,
The Divine Comedy,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Erasure,
Cybotron,
Bang On A Can,
The Mojo Men,
Lightning Bolt,
the Germs, the Germs, the Germs, the Germs.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.